Her transformation, Billionaire's Regret

Humiliation

~ Nora’s POV~

“Hey, watch where you're going, overweight freaking dumbass”, The auburn-haired guy mocked with his friends as they laughed out so loud, glaring at me, I muttered an inaudible apology, walking pass them with a heavy sigh.

“She can’t even form a coherent statement without blabbing, fat pig”, The other guy who stood at the doorway and always with a crooked tie added, laughing so hard with his gaze fixed on me, I dashed to my seat with my head bent on the ground ignoring their comments, I have been used to it now, I scolded myself mentally for being so occupied with my phone that I didn’t realize I have entered my class, it was the second period to break and I got history class.

“Oh gosh, history is so boring”, I groaned, placing my head on the locker. Not long after my history teacher entered with his glasses almost reaching the crook of his nose.

“Who wear glasses like that?”, I exclaimed shaking my head.

“At the least I don’t have to listen to his boring lectures”, I adjusted my glasses while putting my headset on. It has been a part of me talking inside my head, well did I have anyone to talk to.

“Hell, no one”, I giggled shrugging while face palming. My history teacher was still advocating the need to study well for SATs, I am a senior, last year in high school.

“Get the f**k out man, it’s so boring”, I groaned, my eyes felt heavy and I yawned, a loud sound escaping from my mouth.

“Did I just belch?”, I asked no one in particular, I raised my head locking gazes with pairs of terrifying eyes, “OMG, I am freaking dead right now”, I mentally prepared myself rubbing my hands on the neck with my history teacher approaching me. As he drew nearer, I could hear murmurs from every angle of the class, I wish I could just disappear or the ground should swallow me right now.

“She’s so disgusting, fat pig, the name suits her perfectly”, One said, and the whole class bursted out laughing, the girl next to me glared at me packing her stuff.

“Guys don’t say that to her face, It isn’t fair. She isn’t overweight, she’s busted”, One said again.

“I heard she used to eat a lot, I have seen her myself at the cafeteria dishing out twelve bowls of rice”, Another said and they all exclaimed, erupting into another mockery session.

“She can swallow the whole class and still feel nothing in her stomach,”

“She can eat a mountain, I assure you that, mere looking at the seat she sat on, I actually felt pity for the poor thing, the chair looks like it’s gonna break”,

“They should reserve a special chair and, of course, be organized by the school authorities because we have lost count on how many she had broken with her big fat ass” One added, and they all squirmed, stifling their laughs. My face fell, tears threatening to fall and I sniffled, holding it back, I have sworn not to let their words get to me and I have always acted invisible but they will still come at me. It’s freaking hard not to cry. Some teachers also make fun of me.

“But it’s well”, I said, wiping the tear that escaped my eyes while smiling to my histroy teacher who asked if I was okay. I nodded, wiping the lens of my glasses, I knew I had to keep my eyes open for the class to end or I am gonna make the center of attention, I heaved a sigh.

I rushed out of class after my history teacher, my funny way of escaping the wrath of my classmates.

“Did you have anything to inform me?, Miss Anderson”, the mid-forties man asked, glancing at me with his glasses at the tips of his nose which I literally found irritating. He snapped his fingers at my eyes and I came back from my trance.

“Nothing, Sir”, I replied, beaming as I walked past him to the cafeteria. I clutched my phone to my chest, my backpack flung lazily on my shoulder.

“OH GOD, did I really want to do this?”, I asked, myself mentally pacing in front of the little garden behind the cafeteria meant for relaxation. My stomach grumbled, and I creased my brow, rubbing it slowly.

“I am gonna feed you well after my mission, Hun. Be good”, I tapped my stomach before I sent him a message hoping he won’t be online and might have cancelled the plan, but my eyes widened seeing his message pops up. I breathed heavily, calming my nerves but it was of no use. How did I get to this? Will he see me for who I am and not judge me? Will he disgrace me after finding my true identity? these were the questions that crossed my mind, but I shrugged it off because I am doing this for myself and this is the first time I am following my heart. I am gonna see where it leads me. I sat down waiting in the space provided for relaxation.

“Let’s be positive, baby. You’ve got nothing to lose, fighting”, I picked the call and I glanced at the pair of sparkling boring eyes into me from afar. He shook his head and ended the call.

I moved closer to him, my heart was beating fiercely in my ribcage, I gestured for a handshake beaming with a widened smile.

“Hey, I am Nora Lee”, That’s the name of my social media handle.

“Who the hell is this? get out of my way, dumb-ass”, he uttered. Every word of his pierced into my heart and I felt my heart sink, my mind went numb. I turned but he caught my wrist and I creased a brow. Maybe he wants me back, maybe he doesn’t mean the cuss words he just said, but it dawned on me that he was confirming if I was truly the one. My phone notifications boomed, his name popped up on the screen, and I am pretty sure he saw how his name was saved, I grabbed his wrist, biting my lips, my lips tasted salty from the tears that refused to stop.

“Don’t do this, please. Not from you”, I pleaded, whimpering. My throat tightened making it difficult as I heaved making contact with his eyes. He looked away.

“What’s your purpose? How could you. You have been lying to me and here you are as disgusting as a pig”, He raised his voice, uttering each word with animosity. Half of the school had gathered with phones in their hands, ready to catch hold of the hot scene, his presence always draws attention.

“I-I…”, I stuttered, and he waved his hand, cutting me off from saying no more. Flashes of images from the phone and giggles echoed in my head. I shut my eyes, clutching my hand till my knuckles went white. I couldn’t believe this was coming from him. I told him, I gave him hints, I refused when he asked to see me, but I gave myself away, my second identity. He crossed his arms on his chest, scrunching his nose in disgust.

“You tell me what you have in mind when you approach me, what makes you think you---you could approach me”, he emphasized, screaming on top of his lungs. I was sobbing silently, hoping for a miracle, for someone to save my pathetic ass from this embarrassment.

“OMG so she asked him out?”, A girl said, squishing her brows at me while eyeing me up and down.

“So she’s the Nora Lee, how did she pull it off deceiving everyone, those pictures… were they photo-shopped?”, A girl blurted out, covering her mouth, she widened her eyes with her jaws dropping. I nodded affirmatively, staring at the picture she showed to everyone.

“OMG, she’s a f*****g b***h. I knew it”, another said.

“What great nerves she got, staring at her stinking face makes me want to puke”, Her friend laughed out, drawing nearer to me and poured a glass of drink on me. I gulped, stifling my cries. I glanced over at Jeff from a distance.

“You are dead”, he muttered, curled his lips and turned away from the scene. I glanced at his retracted figure, shaking my head.

“He was different”, I gasped for breath, my stomach tightened, and I felt lightheaded all of a sudden, the girls were pouring all sorts of things they could get their hands on me, my knees went numb, and I stood in a daze, my gaze fixed on the direction he went to.

“He’s gonna regret this”, I can’t believe I have high expectations he’s gonna treat me well, no one f*****g treats me well except my Mum. My Dad abandoned me when I was little. I had no friends since I was little. He ruined my reputation. I have a different and fulfilled life on social media, talking to everyone without being discriminated against, I have lived my life to the fullest associating with my classmates. I had never showed my true face to anyone but he… My vision went blank and I fell down with a thud embracing the darkness that follows.